Miss Galina was indeed as busy as Shade had imagined. Even Angelina had to wait a full thirty minutes outside her office door to see her. But there was no helping it, because speaking with her grand-aunt were her father, Larus III, and the kingdom's Minister of Health and Social Security, Earl Huntlier.
The little princess sat on a bench in the corridor, holding the silver cat, swinging her legs beneath her skirt and basking in the sunlight streaming through the window across from her, enjoying the peaceful afternoon. Servants came and went, while attendants carrying documents moved through the palace office buildings.
Everyone greeted Angelina, and Angelina Cavendish was not at all impatient with the wait. On the contrary, she hoped it would last a little longer. On this unexpected Tuesday, she had received what she considered the best possible gift.
At around two in the afternoon, a servant pushed open the office door, and His Majesty the King emerged first. Seeing Angelina rise from the bench in the corridor, he gave her a kindly smile, then headed west down the hallway with the earl following behind him.
Angelina had her maid help smooth the wrinkles in her dress before entering the office.
The duchess's servants were tidying up the meeting records on the desk. The red-haired Grand Duchess sat behind it, gazing listlessly at the sunlight outside, while Tifa held a stack of kraft-paper document folders and placed them onto the bookshelf along the wall behind her.
"Good afternoon, Grand-Aunt."
Angelina's voice made Miss Galina turn around.
"Good afternoon, Angelina. Didn't we finish discussing your trip to the Green Lake Region?"
Then she noticed the cat in the little princess's arms.
"Oh?"
She frowned slightly. The Transformation Spell was so skillful that even she had failed to see